Yang Ruoqing finally told her elders about what she had done when she met Da Zhi's brother and sister-in-law in Qing'an County, and what Zhang Shuilian and Da Qiu had done.

"What? That couple actually took 100 taels of the two hundred taels of silver you donated and used it to make loan sharks? Is this because they have the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard? Or are they crazy about wanting to get rich?"

Blacksmith Luo has an upright temper and is the first to get angry.

Yang Huazhong also looked angry, "Can't these two people use this money to do something down-to-earth? This loan sharking, to put it bluntly, is no different from gambling,"

"Those loan sharks in Qingshui Town and Wanghai County, I heard they are involved in both black and white. Their hair has just grown together!" he said.

Wang Cuilian said very puzzledly: "Why didn't Dazhi Niang stop them? Isn't their family headed by Dazhi Niang?"

Sun said: "When Qing'er and Tang Yazi brought Dazhi back eight years ago, they told us about Dazhi's mother and Dazhi's father. Dazhi's mother is probably a cowardly woman with no independent opinions."

"When a man is alive, the man has the final say. When the man is gone, the eldest son has the final say. And this eldest son, I'm afraid his ears are soft, and the wind blowing on the eldest daughter-in-law's pillow, the person who makes the decision becomes the eldest daughter-in-law.

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Wang Cuilian nodded: "It's probably because of this that we let them run wild. A big family rents a house in a place like Yangzhou City where land is very expensive. When the lease term is up and there is no money to renew, the whole family will be homeless."

On the streets!”

Luo Fengtang's face was stern, and he took over the conversation and said: "It's because they are so mischievous that Qing'er and I become more and more worried about Zhi'er."

"If it weren't for the busy affairs in our army, we would have to go to Yangzhou in person. Now I can only let Qing'er go alone, but I still don't worry about her going alone."

Having said this, Luo Fengtang turned his attention to Yang Huazhong and Luo Tiejiang.

Yang Huazhong and Blacksmith Luo said at the same time: "I'll go with Qing'er!"

"I am coming too!"

Luo Fengtang's face relaxed a little, and he turned to look at Yang Ruoqing expectantly, hoping that Yang Ruoqing would nod.

The same was true for Yang Huazhong and others, but Yang Ruoqing raised her head and said: "I understand your worries, but I can really do it myself."

"Dad, you can't go. The reason is that my eldest cousin is getting married next month. The closer we get to the wedding, the more things will happen."

"And my grandma always comes to you to make decisions about everything, so you can't leave."

Yang Huazhong frowned.

Sun said: "Qing'er is right. Father Qing'er, you really can't leave. Father Qing'er has to come here two or three times a day. Now that Li Xiuxin is going into labor again, he comes to you to make up his mind on this matter."

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"Qing'er, would you like your uncle to accompany you?" said Sun.

Blacksmith Luo nodded repeatedly: "I have time!"

Yang Ruoqing still nodded and said: "Uncle, you can't go even more."

"I went to Yangzhou and Tang Yazi returned to the military camp. There were only mother, aunt, Xiaoyu, Baobao and a few old, weak women and children left in the courtyard of Nuoda at home. Tang Yazi and I were not at ease when you were not at home.

"

Hearing this, Blacksmith Luo remained silent.

Luo Fengtang said: "Qing'er, I have decided, I still want to go to Yangzhou with you. When we get to Yangzhou and see the ambition, you can come back by yourself and I will transfer from Yangzhou to Tianhai County!"

"

In the end, no one, including Yang Ruoqing, could stop Luo Fengtang's decision.

Luo Fengtang said: "That's it. I'll go back and write a letter to the two lieutenants Zhou Xie and ask my shadow guards to send it to Tianhai County overnight."

"The Chinese Ghost Festival will be held on July 15th in two days. Once we have finished worshiping our ancestors, we will immediately hit the road to Yangzhou to visit Dazhi, and try to come back before the Mid-Autumn Festival in August to enjoy our cousin's wedding banquet!"

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Luo Fengtang has not celebrated the Hungry Ghost Festival at home for several years. It is rare this year, so he plans to make good preparations.

He used the Dabao seal to print the incense paper for each ancestor of the old Luo family one by one.

On the morning of July 15th, I knelt down by the small kang table and made seals one by one with great piety and respect.

Blacksmith Luo was on hand, and the two of them cooperated very well.

As for Yang Ruoqing, she and Wang Cuilian were busy preparing sacrifices for burning incense in the kitchen. They were both daughters-in-law of the old Luo family, so they both had to show off their skills and make meals to honor their ancestors.

Kill chickens, buy meat, butcher fish...

Use this year's newly harvested early rice to grind it into fragrant rice flour, then mix it with leeks and bacon foam and knead it into rice flour cakes.

The family enjoyed a sumptuous lunch. After noon, the sun gradually turned westward and it was not so hot outside.

At this time, everyone was carrying baskets containing incense paper and firecrackers, and large and small bowls containing sacrifices. Blacksmith Luo and Luo Fengtang were walking in front, Wang Cuilian was walking in the middle holding Baby Luo, and Yang Ruoqing was following behind.

, the family walked out of the house with great aura and walked towards the mountains behind the village.

Other families in the village also came out at this time, including the grand team of the old Yang family.

Everyone met up on the mountain, could still walk together for a short while, and then parted ways.

The Hungry Ghost Festival is a festival to pay homage to deceased relatives and to express grief.

Every time I think of those relatives who once lived with me, they are as closely related to me as air and water. But now, they are separated by yin and yang, and it is difficult to see each other again in this life...

Thinking of this, adults will inevitably feel sad, but for children like Luo Baobao who are not familiar with the world and have not yet experienced the pain of the death of a loved one, the Ghost Festival to them is similar to the Dragon Boat Festival and the Mid-Autumn Festival.

So Baby Luo was very happy. He ran in full swing from going up the mountain to going down the mountain, and he was still holding a lot of wild flowers picked in the mountains in his little hands.

When the incense was almost burning, a group of people sat in an open place halfway up the mountain to rest, drink some water, take a few breaths, and prepare to go down the mountain and return to the village.

Baby Luo was squatting on a grassland not far away picking wild flowers. From the side, someone came over, saw Baby Luo and called out.

Luo Baobao raised his head and saw the person clearly. He stood up happily and ran towards him, calling "Hello, uncle"!

The man stroked Baby Luo's soft hair and took her hand towards the place where the old Luo family rested.

At this time, Yang Ruoqing and Wang Cuilian were sitting together, overlooking the continuous fields at the foot of the mountain.

Suddenly, he heard the voices of men chatting behind him. He turned around and saw Mu Zichuan walking over with Baby Luo in hand, greeting Blacksmith Luo and Luo Fengtang.

The first time he saw Mu Zichuan, Yang Ruoqing's eyes suddenly flashed back to the wishing charm he hung on the wishing tree in Yingjiang Temple.
Chapter completed!